MEMORIAL TO MY GRANDADDY

My grandaddy passed away early Saturday morning. I was very sad. My grandaddy never got to see me run and play. Sometimes, I went to the nursing home to see him, but I don't know if he saw or heard me. Other people there, residents and staff alike petted me.
I wish I could have known him better. Everyone knew he was a good man. Every time I tried to lick him, my mommy took me away. She said my grandaddy didn't think dogs belonged in the house, much less on someone's bed.
I was put in a kennel while all the rest of the family gathered to pay respect to him. I would have had such fun with everyone there. I can't figure out why I was sent away.
My grandaddy was 96 years old. He and my grandmother were married 69 years. I hope my mommy takes me by to cheer her up today.
My brothers and sister all loved my grandaddy very much, because he and my grandmother were always there for them and took care of them when they and my mommy weren't wanted anymore.

BARKING

I don't get out much anymore because my mommy is gone all the time. She is taking care of my grandmother. On Saturday, she made some time for me and let me ride in the car because the weather is cooler. I was able to get in some quality barking time. I barked at the man behind us at the gas station. I barked at every pedestrian. I barked at every motor cycle.
It was so good to be able to let everyone know I'm still around.